Paroles de Glorious Are The Ways Of Death

There's no joy in life Perfection only comes with death The truth is found in shining, sharpened steel Grant my deepest wish and set me free There's no joy in life Pleasure only comes with pain I spit in the face stinking world No compromise as I subside Fueled with cyanide Touched by the hand of death A caress that bring the cure To this disease called life In ecstasy I breathe no more There's no joy in life Satisfaction through demise Glorious are the ways of death Truly glorious are the ways of death